Intro: C


F             Am               C                    G
  I am so like a bird in flight, I try to build my home
F                     Am                      C                       G
  I set my eyes on anything that shines and tells me it will make me whole
    F                 Am                 C            G
I stack the walls surrounding me with promises and pretty things
     F                Am            G
But when I see what winter brings, I fly


Am                     F                            C
   And as it turns out, this fickle heart in my chest
                         G                    
Sometimes it beats for everything but what is best
Am                      F                          C
   But when I turn down   this voice I hear in my head
                     G                    Am
I give you room to speak and offer life instead
         F                   C                      G               Am                  
So take all of these idols, all of these idols and lay them to rest
         F                   C          G
So take all of these idols, all of my idols


F                  Am              C                         G
  And all this time, addicted I, desperate for more and more
F                       Am                   C                     G
  I chase the high but every single time, I come down lower than before
        F             Am            C                   G
These empty words are on repeat and I can see they're killing me
     F                Am             G
But still I find that I believe the lies


Am                     F                            C
   And as it turns out, this fickle heart in my chest
                         G                    
Sometimes it beats for everything but what is best
Am                      F                          C
   But when I turn down   this voice I hear in my head
                     G                    Am
I give you room to speak and offer life instead
         F                   C                      G               Am                  
So take all of these idols, all of these idols and lay them to rest
         F                   C          G
So take all of these idols, all of my idols


Am    C    G          Am          C       G
   I am a well run dry, I am a clouded, starless sky
Am      C        G             Am           C     G 
   Without Your breath of life    I would surely die
     Am            C           G
But You gave your life for mine


Am                     F                            C
   And as it turns out, this fickle heart in my chest
                         G                    
Sometimes it beats for everything but what is best
Am                      F                          C
   But when I turn down   this voice I hear in my head
                     G                    Am
I give you room to speak and offer life instead

                     F                            C
   And as it turns out, this fickle heart in my chest
                         G                    
Sometimes it beats for everything but what is best
Am                      F                          C
   But when I turn down   this voice I hear in my head
                     G                    Am
I give you room to speak and offer life instead
         F                   C                      G               Am                  
So take all of these idols, all of these idols and lay them to rest
         F                   C               G        Am
So take all of these idols, all of my idols yeah yeah
         F                   C                   G               Am                  
So take all of these idols, all of my idols and lay them to rest
         F                   C          G
So take all of these idols, all of my idols yeah 

*Instrumental: | F  Am | C  G | F  Am | G |